Chasms yawn between your position and mine.
Insurmountable obstacles,
glaciated fortifications loom,
freezing our chances.
If I dare,
I could don ice-grips
and pull a Sir Edmund –
will you meet me on the summit
with an oxygen tank?
Chasms yawn between your position and mine.
Insurmountable obstacles,
glaciated fortifications loom,
freezing our chances.
If I dare,
I could don ice-grips
and pull a Sir Edmund –
will you meet me on the summit
with an oxygen tank?
Inadvertently, you speak of the passive-aggressive political civil war going on in the US right now.
There is so much going on in your world in the political and social arenas – may you all find the courage and wisdom to meet on the mountaintop!
Amen to that.
Mountain Tops seem to be all there is on Planet Political, I am ready for some oxygen carring Senators, Congressmen and Presidential admin.
Indeed…I pray that there will be the political will to do what needs doing!
I loved the “and pull a Sir Edmund”, Melody! Thanks for your wisdom in poems!
🙂 Thanks Debbie!